"Old fellow, you really have big words!"
Another cynical laugh came from the crowd.
A young man in his early twenties, wearing a short robe with bare arms, walked over with his hands behind his back.
"If you behave atrociously in the territory of our human race, you have to bear the consequences!"
The old chief of the Steel King Strange Strength Bear Clan narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "A junior dares to criticize me?"
His grandson was beaten up. Now that he was being criticized by a junior, it made him very angry.
"Die!" The old chief opened his mouth and let out a demonic light that slashed at the young man like a sharp sword.
The cold wind howled with endless killing intent. However, when he condensed that sword, he felt like he was in an abyss.
"Humph!"
A cold snort sounded from behind the youth. The void was torn apart as a large hand reached out and chopped the sharp sword into pieces!
